Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Don't forget, they still owe us that Ghost Leopard Douluo debt."

"This debt hasn't been settled yet, and now new debts have been added. With both added together, I'm afraid..."

Ning Fengzhi didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood what he meant.

The Spirit Hall is not to be trifled with, and Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong are not to be easily fooled.

The loss of a Title Douluo and two Golden Generation geniuses is enough to make any force lose its mind.

If the Spirit Hall concludes that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was responsible for all of this, what awaits them is likely a full-scale war that will never end.

Seeing Ning Fengzhi's worried face, Sword Douluo said calmly, "Fengzhi, don't worry anymore."

"Anyway, the deed is done, the sky isn't going to fall."

"Even if it collapses, we old bones will hold it up for you."

"Yes, Uncle Ning."

Wang Teng also smiled and comforted him, his tone carrying a touch of youthful carefree arrogance.

"What's done is done, and it's too late to regret it now."

Instead of worrying here, we should think about what to do next.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile.

He didn't regret it; he felt relieved from the bottom of his heart to have killed Demon Bear Douluo and the Golden Generation.

Ning Fengzhi was just a little uneasy, feeling that this time they had taken a bit too big a step and worried that the Spirit Hall's reaction would exceed their capacity to cope.

Bone Douluo saw through his thoughts, stepped forward, and asked in a low voice, "Feng Zhi, you're not having second thoughts, are you?"

It's not that I regret it.

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, sighed, and said, "Killing the Golden Generation was a decision we made together, and I don't regret it."

"But I really didn't expect that you two would also kill Demon Bear Douluo."

“The weight of a Title Douluo is quite different from that of a few younger juniors.”

"I'm worried about the Spirit Hall reacting negatively."

"You know, some things, once you cross that line, can never be taken back."

Ning Fengzhi's words hit the nail on the head.

The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became heavier.

Sword Douluo lowered his eyes slightly, and Bone Douluo remained silent.

They all knew that Ning Fengzhi's concerns were not unfounded.

The Spirit Hall has always been vengeful, and having suffered such a great loss this time, it's impossible for them not to seek revenge.

The key question is, who are they looking for trouble with?

If it's the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, then the days ahead are going to be tough.

Just as everyone was silent, Wang Teng suddenly stood up.

His face showed no particular expression, but his eyes clearly gleamed with a confident light.

“Uncle Ning, since you are worried that the Spirit Hall will target us, I have an idea.”

Wang Teng paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, and continued, "Instead of waiting here for them to come knocking on our door, let's strike first and divert the trouble elsewhere."

"Shifting the blame eastward?"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "How do you lure them?"

"And to whom will it be given?"

"The Clear Sky Sect, or the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan?"

In Ning Fengzhi's understanding, there were only two or three forces on the continent that could withstand the wrath of the Spirit Hall and keep the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School out of the fray.

The Clear Sky Sect has a profound foundation and was once known as the number one sect in the world, while the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has secured a place in the Soul Master world with its powerful direct lineage.

If we could shift the blame onto these two companies, that wouldn't be a bad idea.

Wang Teng shook his head, a mysterious smile playing on his lips, and said, "Uncle Ning, I know something. If things are handled properly, there's a high probability that the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect could directly confront each other."

"What news?"

Sword Douluo was the first to ask.

His tone was a few decibels faster than usual, clearly indicating his curiosity about the matter.

Wang Teng didn't rush to answer, but first looked around as if to make sure there were no outsiders in the hall.

Then he lowered his voice and said slowly, "That's how it is."

"Before I joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I once received a piece of information by chance from the Min Clan."

"Tang Chen, the former sect leader of the Haotian Sect, is currently in the Slaughter City and is receiving the inheritance of the Asura God."

Upon hearing this, the entire hall seemed to be paused by an invisible hand.

Sword Douluo reacted the most strongly.

This level 98 titled Douluo, who usually remained calm even in the face of a collapsing mountain, suddenly stood up from his chair.

Chen Xin's eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and his voice trembled slightly as he hurriedly asked, "What?"

"Tang Chen—"

"Are you talking about Tang Chen from the Haotian Sect, Tang Chen at level ninety-nine?"

Chen Xin knew all too well what this name meant.

Tang Chen, the sect leader of the Haotian Sect for two generations, and a peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine.

First place: "Haotian Douluo".

It was the most dazzling star on the entire continent in that era.

Back when Sword Douluo was still young, Tang Chen was already famous throughout the world. His mastery of the Clear Sky Hammer was unparalleled, suppressing countless geniuses who couldn't even lift their heads.

For Sword Douluo's generation, Tang Chen is not only a strong person, but also a legend, a belief, and an existence that can only be looked up to forever.

Upon hearing news of Tang Chen, this usually composed and unwavering sword master ultimately couldn't control his emotions.

Wang Teng was startled by Sword Douluo's reaction, but quickly understood.

He nodded and replied earnestly, "It should be correct."

"While I can't say the source of the information is 100% reliable, the Min clan is related to the Haotian Sect by marriage, so they wouldn't talk nonsense about such things."

Wang Teng learned about the news from the original novel. He now attributes the information to the Min clan, mainly because the Min clan was recently destroyed by the Spirit Hall.

Even if Ning Fengzhi and the others wanted to trace the source, they wouldn't be able to find out the truth at all.

"You just said..."

Ning Fengzhi listened attentively and grasped the most crucial information, asking, "Is Tang Chen still receiving the inheritance of the Asura God in the City of Slaughter?"

"The God of Asura... Does a god really exist?"

"Do those legendary gods really exist in this world?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned deeply as he spoke.

It wasn't that he didn't believe in God, but the news was too astonishing, and if it were true, its implications would be far-reaching.

What kind of person would a peerless Douluo who is receiving the inheritance of a god be if he really succeeds?

Before Wang Teng could answer, Bone Douluo spoke first.

His thinking was more direct and pragmatic than Ning Fengzhi's, and he pointed out the core of the problem incisively, saying, "Fengzhi, do you care whether it's really a god or not?"

"We don't need to distinguish between true and false, nor do we need to verify anything."

"We just need to 'inadvertently' leak this information to the Spirit Hall through some channel."

"Qian Daoliu will definitely be interested in news about Tang Chen."

"Think about it, who is Qian Daoliu?"

"A level 99 peerless Douluo, the Grand Elder of the Angelic Cult, there are few people in this world who he can take seriously, and Tang Chen is just one of them."

Chapter 423 Changes in the Situation

"As for whether Tang Chen is really in the City of Slaughter, and whether the inheritance of the Asura God is real or fake, let Qian Daoliu worry about those things himself."

"Our only goal now is to divert the Spirit Hall's attention away from us and make it go elsewhere."

"As long as they focus their attention elsewhere, we will be safe."

Although Bone Douluo's words were straightforward, every word he said made sense.

After hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and patted his forehead.

"Uncle Bone is right, I was overthinking it."

"I'm the kind of person who tends to overthink things and always wants to understand the cause and effect of a matter before I'm satisfied."

"But why think so much about this kind of thing? Just diverting our attention is enough."

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, and the hesitation and unease in his eyes vanished, replaced by decisiveness and sharpness.

"Okay, let's do it this way."

"I will arrange this matter. I will find the most discreet channels and the least noticeable methods to get the message to the Spirit Hall."

"At the same time, I will also ensure that our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's spies are not implicated. News can be sent, but we must not leave any loose ends."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

With the plan settled, Ning Fengzhi hurriedly left the main hall to begin making arrangements.

In the following days, the spies of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, who were hidden in various places, began to take action.

Hidden information channels were activated, and complex networks of relationships were mobilized.